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I’m the 30s man who was going down on the escalator as you, the silver fox in your grey workout shirt was going up. I noticed in the reflection of the glass doors you turning around and I turned to smile at you. I went to my car, but then said to myself, life is short. I got out and waited across from the doors. You exited, and as fate would have it, got into your car parked in that first row. We locked eyes as you drove away—
You’re very handsome, your smile is dashing. Hope we can connect.
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